The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 21: Just Slow Down

Saras was choked when he met B in front of the boarding house. The climatic man stood casually leaning against his car.

"Where are you going?" B smiled, when both of his friends said yesterday he looks restrained anger.

"I guess you don't want to be in touch with me anymore?" saras answered covering his nervousness. The plan to go to Cak Sam's house is forced to be compared if this is the story.

B smiled again, long ago Saras horror what the brain of the climatic man in front of him was already short-lived. "Follow me, I'm happy today."

"We eat well!" take her with a face.

Saras observed the interior of the restaurant that looks aesthetic. It was the first time B took her to a good place like this. In what order, Saras wondered in his heart. Shortly waiting, the steak menu in message B was presented in front of him. Saras had a glance earlier, the price of a piece of meat served on top of the hot stone place was quite expensive. Will B not hang later?

No more conversations. B is engrossed in his HP. Besides being stingy it turns out he's quite exis. Several times he photographed the steak in front of him. Surprised, he wants to eat or show off to the whole world if he eats well today? Can be sure after the photo, the food was directly posted to his social media.

"Eat! why just look?"

Speech B disperse the daydream of Saras. Why is he using food photography? can it be full?

Saras cut the thin flesh into small pieces. If he eats with Hayu and Rani already made sure he asked for additional white rice. Eat steak where full.

"Why does it look so happy? shouldn't I be angry at you like me?"

B smiled, cut the steak softly and elegantly bribed into his mouth . "angry? to get jealous because my boyfriend went alone with the meatballs again?"

"Huh. come on Saraswati. If you want a story to sell around meatballs to where, I want to be horrified kog."

"Angy in a good place and food this expensive? free dong. I know better how to behave in order to vent my anger...,"

"meaning?" Saras felt strange, but his brain was too holy to be thoughtful.

"Nothing, I'm happy. Please, appreciate my happiness today." Saras silently did not respond.

"Well, have you seen the news of your friend's meatball stall?"

"Cuihhh. I regretted my whole life for having eaten there."

Not ever, but often. Eat there because of course it won't drain the contents of your wallet. I totally get it.

"Yes, I know. But I don't believe."

"Why? can you explain? how close are you really?" Saras remained silent.

"Saraswati, you are beautiful, educated, your parents are honorable. Can't you find a friend who's the same level? that rat hlo meatballs."

"Ups, our sori is eating expensive food. I shouldn't have talked about ti-kus,"

Saras was too confused to answer what, it felt not to accept if Paijo was spoken badly like that. And Cak Sam's meatball stall? Saras knew that the old man was honest in trading.

"Mas, I think someone is deliberately sabotaging. Maybe a rival among traders. What is clear is that I do not like if mas Bambang follow up commenting."

B's face was slightly choked, but he quickly made it flat again.

"Why? not accept? or maybe you've been in love with that meatball?" Bambang's face was already red, stiffened with emotion. Saras look at that. But B still cheesed up covering his anger.

Is it time for Saras to stop. The relationship of pretending, pretending to love Bambang is very tiring turns out.

"Mas. I don't like people talking bad to my friends. I owe him his life." and a debt of gratitude, because thanks to the money he gave me I can snack today.

"Keep, do I need to personally thank him?"

"Thank you for saving my girlfriend's life, or, thank you for asking my boyfriend to cheat? I'm confused which one is which,"

I swear that's my mouth I want to knit. The lace-lace motif fits like it.

"Mas, we broke up!?" Out of nowhere, Saras's mouth spoke so smoothly in one breath.

B clucked, "Really? are you sure you want to sacrifice your college which is only one semester short? you remember Abah's threats, right? he wouldn't have paid for your college if you hadn't dodged."

"You think about it...!"

Saras stood up from his seat, fuck how the fate of the tuition fees at the end of this semester. What is clear now is that he must end his relationship with a guy whose stinginess makes him sniff his chest. "Our relationship is not too far away, your family has not officially come home. Thanks for reminding me about the cost of college. If Abah hadn't sent me the money. I can work or sell kidneys. So don't worry."

"Sit Saraswati! Don't make me talk out loud in front of a lot of people!" Saras remained unmoved.

"Honored Father Bambang, remember? You're a civil servant in the City Hall. So my advice, you just continue eating you. There's no need to yell at 'me let alone chase 'me forward. Please, this is not a novel so don't make it complicated!"

"Tonight we broke up, so..."

"Thank you for the food, I will keep in mind if it has been bought expensive food by you" Saras said again.

Saras walked away from B, while B was still sitting neatly in his chair. His hands clenched on the table. Grasping a neatly folded sheet of tissue into a formless tangle. He did not expect Saras to dare to break their relationship.

It won't be that easy as Saraswati, it won't be that easy!

Bambang casually sipped his drink again.

In the evening Paijo walked around the square. His footsteps walked down the sidewalk, passing by and passing people with blank stares. From a distance there Paijo stared wistfully at the green painted stalls surrounding the police line.

The stalls that are always crowded are now like ancient buildings that are loosened. He felt pity for his grandfather, for that old man his stall was like half his life.

"Is that Paijo?"

Paijo looked at the voice, "Saras.... What are you doing here?"

"I was at Cak Sam's house, he said Paijo to the stall. So I'm here."

"But this is a square not a stall, how do you know I'm here?"

Saras dropped his ass on the grassy ground beside Paijo. The two of them sat cross-legged on the edge of the square. "I tracked it through the GPS, hehe.." both of them smiled.

"Sir Sam said you were very sad. And what should be saddest, Sam."

Paijo pulled his thin lips, then turned his head to look at the sky. "I feel useless, I can't help anything..."

Saras lifted his head. The sky is very beautiful tonight, scattered with stars even if only vague. "Jo, God created whatever it is there is a purpose and benefit. Even disgusting tai still has its benefits."

"Why should we as human beings feel inferior?"

Paijo turned his head, from thousands of vocabulary in the Indonesian dictionary, why the girl next to him chose the word tai to quote a quote. Paijo really did not think.

"Can't you find another vocabulary?"

"Hahaha.it's the best. I rarely speak wisely."

"You can't do anything, you just haven't found a way out." The two were silent for a moment, diving into each other's thoughts.

"I suspect the person who made the noise was intentionally doing this. I swear I'm gonna find that guy and put him in jail!"

Saras breathed. "I was thinking how to get your grandfather's shop to open again as soon as possible."

"To restore a good name is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. But that's exactly what we have to prove."

"Rather than having to hunt down people who are not clear. We better focus on opening the shop again. We have to get an official business license from the agency. We can also ask people's arguments to support us."

"I'm sure there are still a lot of good people here. Most of the loyal customers of Cak Sam meatball stalls must also think the same. There must be trust in their hearts."

Paijo listened, true also what Saras said. Rather than wasting energy searching for that person, it was better to focus on returning grandfather's good name.

"You're right, you're right,..." Paijo stared at Cak Sam's meatball stall again. Old war that is far from the word today. Suddenly the shadow to renovate the stall just appeared in Paijo's mind. Yes, Cak Sam's stall must appear with a new face.

Paijo's eyes sparkled, "Saraswati, I already have an idea. Will you help?"

"really? what'sthat?"

Paijo excitedly explained the details of the idea that had just crossed his mind. Now he is excited to welcome tomorrow.

"What do you think?"

"Briliant. I did not expect if it turned out to be a Paijo smart as well. Hah, make me regret it..."

"Why?"

" I haven't told you yet, I broke up with Bambang, this afternoon,"

Paijo smiled, somehow his heart rippled happily. "regret breaking up with Bambang?"

"No, I'm sorry I made a mistake. If only I hadn't told my family, if your mother had lied back then, we might have been engaged."

Paijo's face bled, does this mean Saras put his heart on him?

"Can I get GeEr?" ask Paijo bego.

"Haha...." Saras just laughed and it made Paijo go crazy.

That night Saras also felt crazy, the afternoon he broke off relations with Bambang and at night, he even almost expressed his feelings with the man he had sworn. Slow down Saraswati!

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